Detective Conan's Cafe Owner

Chapter 232 As long as you want...

death.

The final destination of everything.

only……

really all?Is the end of everything really death?What is death?Will there be an end to death?What is the end of death?
not understand.

All Qingming can understand is that one day, he will die too.

Every moment, we are dying.

"Hey, witch, does immortality really exist?"

"does not exist."

"Does immortality exist?"

"does not exist."

"Oh? Why doesn't it exist?"

"Where are the immortals, the immortals, or gods, if they exist?"

"That's right."

Qingming looked at the distant street, which was gradually quiet because of the departure of Kaitou Kidd.

It was so lively just now.

I don't know why these people are so chasing after Kaitou Kidd, because Kaitou Kidd has done what they can't do?Or are these people trying to do something against the rules too?

It is obviously doing something that disturbs people's tranquility, but there are really many people who support it.

Maybe people are selfish.

They only want to be in the limelight, and don't consider the influence or other people's feelings at all, just like some bad guys like to drive a roaring locomotive and rampage outside in the middle of the night.

Disgusting.

But that's not the point.

No matter how lively it is, there will eventually be a time when the music ends and the excitement will turn into deserted, just like this bright galaxy will become bleak one day.

Although I can't see any starlight tonight.

Everything will eventually die.

"Ah, there is really no future!"

Qingming straightened up, yawned, stretched, and told some truth.

He shook his head again.

"To be happy in life is to be happy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon, witch, if there is nothing else, I will go first and go back to do something that makes people happy."

If you don't do something happy, if you are always gloomy and deep, sooner or later, you will commit suicide.

Just like who.

that whoever?
Well, it doesn't matter, you can just substitute someone, such as Mr. Xiaolin.

Anyway, Qingming left first.

The witch was left standing alone in the rain, looking into the distance.

……

manor.

about eleven o'clock.

When I came back here in Qingming, the rain was still falling, but it was not heavy. Sitting in the hall, I couldn't hear the sound of the rain outside.

This made Qingming feel a little pity.

"Maybe the rain should be a little bit bigger, so it's more fun."

He thought so.

But it's just thinking about it.

Thinking about many things is enough, there is no need to put them into action, and more things cannot be put into action. People are not as free as they think.

There are always some morals, laws and so on that are restricting.

"Owner."

The twin maids haven't rested yet.

Qingming didn't intend to let them go to rest for the time being, so he directly asked them.

"Get me something to eat."

Eating is also a kind of enjoyment. Only when you are full can you have extra energy to think about other things.

Such as love, ideals and the like.

Matter is the foundation of everything, and talking about other things without matter is extremely empty.

"Yes!"

The twin maids responded and turned to prepare.

Sissy has rested.

But Hui Yuanai has not yet.

When Qingming was sitting on the sofa, tasting the freshly brewed hot tea, she also came in through the back door, it seemed that she was doing some experiments just now.

I took a look at Qingming.

Didn't say anything, was about to take a bath or rest, when Qingming suddenly spoke.

"come over."

Just such a sentence, like an order.

It's annoying.

But Hui Yuanai could only sigh softly, walked over obediently, and sat down beside Qingming.

She couldn't resist Qingming.

Humans can never be truly free.

Just like her, even though she left the organization, she just went from one cage to another.

A cage that looks bigger and feels more comfortable.

"doing what?"

she asked.

Up to now, she has been able to face Qingming calmly. No matter what Qingming wants to do, maybe she won't have too much mood swings.

So habit is a terrible thing.

"What to do? I want to say do... If you love, would you do it?"

"..."

"Just kidding, I still understand what can and cannot be done."

Qingming shook her head.

Although I understand, but many times, I just can't help but want to do it, I can only say that I can't control myself.

"Come and have a drink with me."

"Drink tea?"

"You can drink?"

"..."

Haibara Ai didn't speak.

I just went to get the cup by myself, and poured myself a cup of hot tea to show my attitude.

Qingming did not speak.

He doesn't want to chat with anyone, he just doesn't want to be alone, so he needs someone to stay by his side, no matter who it is, there is no special meaning.

This is a good thing for Hui Yuanai, at least he won't be doing some strange things.

……

early morning.

After eating supper and taking a bath, Qingming returned to her room.

Hui Yuanai had gone to rest.

Shimokasaho Nami is cleaning up, and Shimogasaho Naho is bringing hot tea and snacks to Qingming's room.

Then I saw Qingming who had just taken a shower, her hair was still wet.

So he took a dry towel, walked behind Qingming who was sitting in front of the table, and helped him wipe his hair.

Qingming is playing games.

The so-called "do something happy" is just that.

Otherwise what can we do?
It's just a game for playing, but it comes with a lot of benefits, the scenes that make people blush, and the sound of heartbeat that makes people blush and heartbeat, making Shikasami Naho, who helped him brush his hair, flushed.

Qingming seems to have noticed this.

"Minaho."

"exist."

"Shy?"

"what?"

"That's right. After all, I haven't experienced it before. It's natural to be shy. Unlike those old drivers, you are just an innocent little girl. You must be looking forward to your own Prince Charming."

"I do not have."

Shimokasami Naho shook her head.

Maybe there is, but I don't know if I dare not admit it, or I don't want to admit it.

Or maybe not.

Then, perhaps with a bit of rebellious psychology, he asked directly.

"Where's the master?"

"Ok?"

"Isn't the master looking forward to his own princess?"

"..."

expect?Do not expect?

Qingming himself is not very clear about it, although he has always wanted to figure out that kind of thing before, but now he has given up and is thinking of doing everything according to fate.

But Shimokasa Mi Naho's question made him a little hesitant.

"Princess……"

"That's right, master, aren't you going to find us a mistress?"

"Find a mistress..."

Qingming's move to suspend playing games.

Turning his head, he looked at Shimokasa Mi Naho standing behind him.

for a long time.

Throwing the mouse away, he stood up straight away, left the seat, and when Naho Shimokasami was wondering, he suddenly picked her up, threw her on the bed, and the whole body was pressed directly on top of her.

Shimokasami Naho was taken aback.

Before she could say anything, Qingming, with his hands on both sides, bent down and looked at her.

"Aren't you going to be mistress yourself?"

"……what?"

Shimokasami Naho was stunned for a moment, but didn't seem to react.

Qingming smiled.

"If you want, you just need to nod or respond. From tomorrow onwards, you will be the hostess of the manor. Wealth, status, even power, etc., as long as you want, I can let you have it."

Saying so, his head was already close to Shimokasami Naho's ear, and his voice was very low, but it was like a devil's whisper.

"How? Want to?"

"In no mood!"

Without hesitation, directly deny.

That was not what she wanted.

(End of this chapter)